Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Law of Extreme : Nature Repeats self at Extreme

Imagine a structure having one centrally located objects with large energy and few similar looking objects revolving around it. Where did your imagination took you off? You must have either been wandering across universe or peeping into an atom. Isn't it? It's a coincidence that both have got the same structure. Most of us must have put our thoughts on the same. What wonders me is both are placed at extreme. In other words both these structure are out of scope of a general being. If one needs a telescope(macro vision), the other needs a microscope(micro vision). Although mathematical formulas have helped a lot to understand their structures, still a lot yet to be explored.
I wonder! why no other object could simulate the structure in between the two extremes. Is this a nature's way to repeat itself at extreme? Until some great mind draws some bottom line only our imagination can go beyond these extremes.Lets imagine our solar system itself is an atom of some other solar system. Scientists are struggling hard to get the exact count of planets in our solar system. The count varies between 9 to 11 with little confusion whether to include newly found planets Ceres and Eris. It becomes necessary for a solar system, not to indulge into any galactic process in order to sustain life. The similar phenomena can be seen with inert elements that do not take part in any chemical reaction. Trying to simulate our own solar system with an inert element I should go for Neon (with 10 electrons) atom.

The imagination set the planet count to 10.Where on one hand the macro vision sets us on a neon atom, the micro vision on other hand opens way to explore life on electrons of an inert element.I hope you are not lost between the extremes. Imaginations doesn't know boundaries. Whether our solar system itself is an atom or the atom is another solar system the truth will remain that life at extremes have vision separation. As long as the separation exist let the imagination explore.

Sunday, November 30, 2008

Mumbai has fallen........again and so have WE!!

Mumbai has fallen again. It has fallen at the feet of an enemy whom we all know but can never see. Yes, we cannot see because we are blind. We have chosen to be blind rather than face the obvious. We have closed our eyes and turned our backs against reality.

Human mind chooses to believe what is best for it. We believed that we were safe even when the world around us was burning. When planes were crashing into towers. When men and women were blowing themselves just to take a few more with them. We believed that we were safe in our homes, in our neighborhood, in our country and closed our eyes to what was obvious. What is obvious is that the world is no longer the same.

It was one such thing behind that darkness that blew Bombay apart 15 years ago. The thing that ripped through the sub-urban trains of Mumbai two years ago. The thing that let many cities and towns in India bleed just about a few months ago. It is that same thing that on 26th November 2008, 15 years after Bombay was blown apart, made Mumbai come to a screeching halt. Gunshots and grenades tore through the city. Terrorism!!! Mumbai has fallen again. Fallen it has, by the act of cowards who chose to exhibit their courage against innocent lives. Cowards who came in from the darkness of life. Cowards who do not value the value of life. They have painted the city of Mumbai in blood. Iconic images of a legendary city have been stained with these filthy memories. These landmarks will be imprinted in the memories of all, not with the luster they used to hold but with smoke that poured out them. It will last in the memories with the bloodshed it had to face on this dark day.

I am not here to play the usual blame game. Oh No! I am not blaming the Government for its inept measures to sustain war against terrorism. I am not blaming the Intelligence for its umpteenth failure to smell out such foul play. I am not blaming the media for making this an all day entertainment by just telecasting the same images and news repetitively through different angles and different reporters. I am definitely not blaming the politicians who are taking positions and plans that would fetch them the vote banks for the forthcoming elections. There is no one to blame for this mayhem. No one. Just us, who continue to just watch all of this via our favorite channels and at the same time not forgetting to tune into our favorite soap operas. Crying for the dead at the same time heartbroken for the last two one dayers that have been abandoned. Praying for the success of the encounters at the same time hoping that intricate details of the mission would be leaked on the news channel for us to watch. Feeling disgusted by the acts of these terrorists but at the same time taking sides in communal riots of same magnitude. There is no one to blame. Just us, who have to take the responsibility of what has happened to this beautiful world.

News channels and Newspapers seem to come up with apt quotes and continue to call the victims of such acts as resilient. We are not resilient to terror any more. We are just insensitive. We are inefficient and insensitive. We still wave out hands at the camera when reporters are spilling out the events. We laugh and chat over the phone in front of the camera when hundreds are crying for help just behind us. We are just insensitive and not resilient. If we still want to hold onto the word resilient, then we are just resilient, not because of choice but by force. We have to move on not because life goes on but because our daily bread depends on whether we move on. There is someone at our backs more than willing to take our place if we decide to stand still for just even a moment. Life just moves on. Just about another week and we all would have gone ahead with our lives and many other events would have filled our refreshable and erasable memories, pushing these dark events either to the back of our minds or completely out of our systems.

Let us not kid ourselves… there will be many other such days, many other innocent lives that would become prey to this hungry demon, many other cities that would fall just like Mumbai but until then let us hope and pray…. just until then…

Probably…..do whatever you can at your best for the safety of this land , add to it and spread awareness it might HELP in some way, Guys……Rise to it and don’t give it up ……….!!

Monday, June 30, 2008

An intelligent Idiot ...or an xtraordinary fOol!!

Its been a long nyt u all mst be ...snoring high .....n I am still nt feelin sleepy :( by any means ......hd the quota of music, fun.... readin....n surfin......jst feelin lyk writing smthin which myt nt make sense at all.......n thts the beauty of it !!
Ohh.....perhaps this is one question I ask to myself ??? I dont knw why ...bt yes I do, its been lng since I ve been searchin myself smwhr ...must be a wierd world for me .. dont even knw if it really exists but I do knw tht there mst be smthing smwhr ...whr the nights might be my days ...the summers might be my springs .....the sun might make me cold and the breezes might make me fly away.
It must be smwhr whr my life is ....so good to me and all without any nuisance, my thinkcenter would wonder all I cld think of...it wld work out all I wanted to be n do !! There might be a day ......which wld prove a magic to me, the whirlpools are ...still goin and I am still to gt the escape velocity to ignore and to live my dreams! Dreams which might nvr turn into reality ...bt wld certainly create the person I alwazz wanted to be and strive for, I wonder smtyms wakin late at nights .....writin stupid thngs which wld makes no sense to others go but thts how I ve been ....I alwaz wnted to flow when i really wanted to...without any barriers specially with the feelings n xpressions which is so much ME !! Its hard to handle at tyms .....I too ve my highs n lows with it bt I wld still fight it out fr my xistence as a different person lyk everybdy born here ......why do we have to prove ourselvs to others fr wht we r .....when its doesnt make sense to thm..why ve we become so cold blooded tht we dont even feel......the silence n serenity of the nyts.
Lyf is so much to live .......n let die coz thts hw it hs been, its wht u r wld live .......wht u did wld live .......we all ve our own tatoos ...n they are alwazz the permanent ones with diffrnt colors. I cn be absurd....a nonsense...a nerd....a synic ...bt I wld nvr lyk be lyk evrybdy else!! Livin with a diffrnce mks sense to me .....I dont wanna tke anythin frm here except I am left fr wht I am ...born n live to !! I wld alwazz luv to dance to my own music ....which I m crazy abt be it a silence fr others ...or a musical tragedy ...! I am what I Am.......hey off course nt gettin paid frm Reebok fr this ;)

Thursday, June 26, 2008

The WeEkend !!!

Weekends dont you think .....we all smile when we hear and see its approaching . It is eventfull happening ..n so much full of life ...this is one time I live my life and make it a memory! We have I dont know ...hell lotaa weekends some are special...some are good...some are really sad and boring ......others are jst fuckin weekend ! ;)

Since, I have got my new car I have been moving around with my cricket bats n wickets at the back......might work when somebody screws me up!! Sports has alwaz been a high of my life ....n it would alwazz be infact all I am mentally is all because of it ...I owe you dear !!

I was ...nvr a boo...zer since I strted in college when I ws in my first yr and that ws a silly excuse to get along with your seniors which would bang you ...head to toe for something which I cant still justify :( But this ....li'll drink ws alwazz a high moment fr me as in it brought ...me to a level whr I cld really unveil myself ..I cld ride a bike without lights ...on a road without lights .....and with people without ...lights too !! I am still in a doldrums ..if I am doing the right thing ..My Mom wld nvr excuse me fr this as I have been swearin ...on tht I am a teatotaller but whtever it IS.....bt whtever it is I can atealst say tat ...its one of the highs life ..which I alwaz wanted to go through !!

Shikha ...wld say I cant even move properly... (I knw ur jealous ) bt dancin is smthing I wld alwazz luv to do......n wld do nomatter what ..its gives me the expression which I alwaz wanted to get as a normal human being ...Thanks to sme peppy numbers which made me think of it !

Frenss!!! These are pack of ......sme very wierd, interesting..people who I wld like to be all my life , I dont knw hat I won n lost ...but I jst cant afford losing any of thm, they mke my life such a gift ....as I hang in :- " I might be going to hell, but atleast all my frens would be there" n Guys ...we would certainly make it a heaven .......if we land up!

Home.....My Mess..My Laptops .......My books ......My Guitar(thts a news one) My STupid collarges.....sme NirVana Stuff..on my wall....n a Moulin Rouge ...this is the hell I alwaz wanna be into.....its one place which I have been addicted to!! Be it rains ...I can feel it ...when its HOT we boil in there...n when Its freezin........we can still shiver and get a tan sun bath ....thts my sweet home Albama .......

I dont knw what wekend wld be a perfect one ....bt I certainly knw I would live for such weekedns to infinity coz ....I wont miss any and so do you ;) Thanks to the pppl who made weekends........such a slot happening ...days ..I contradicted but it's right in my own wierd sense .......Keep it goin and make it large ......coz they dont come again ...those special ones :)

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Dare to Be Yourself at Work!!

The one place that we might find it difficult to “be ourselves” is in the workplace. This is really too bad as we spend a good part of our lives there. I read somewhere that each year the average North American spends 2000 hours at work. YIKES!!!
There is definately a connection between healthy workplaces and job satisfaction.

Here is a list of 10 things that contribute to job satisfaction:
Achievement: Success is important in life and we all need to be recognized for our accomplishments.

Adventure: It may not be that easy to find adventure in a bank so you may have to pick and choose where you work.

Altruism: Giving back to others. The dictionary defines altruism as “unselfishly giving back to others”. These days, progressive organizations provide workers with opportunities to contribute to their communities.

Autonomy: Who doesn’t want control over their work?

Challenge: Without challenge we would be bored. At least I would be. Challenge can be found in work that is difficult, complex, and leads to a sense of mastery and achievement.
Colleagues: Some people prefer to work on their own. The rest of us need contact with fellow human beings.

Creativity: Being creative at work can lead to innovation which is good for the bottom line. Perhaps more importantly, the ability to be creative at work enables us to use our talents and gifts.

Economic Returns: Being paid WELL for our contribution to the organization’s success. Beside this is what keeps the world’s economy going. Right?

Growth: We are no different than other living organisms. We must continue to grow and thrive. We grow in many ways: intellectually, emotionally, psychologically, physically and spiritually. A healthy organization recognizes this fact. Here’s what Edgar Schein has to say about unhealthy organizations, “There can be little growth and development for employees at any level in a sick and stagnant organization. It is in the best interests of both the individual and the organization to have a healthy organization that can provide opportunities for growth.”

Spirituality: The word spirit derives from the Latin word spiritus meaning “to breathe, to give life”. Inspire means to breathe in. Without spirit in our organizations there is no life! Our spiritual self asks, Who am I? Why am I here? What is my purpose? It is important to recognize this aspect of ourselves and to be able to express it at work.
Of course this list doesn’t cover everything. What’s on your list guy's?

Are you really Happy ????

From morning to night, we are concerned with our individual welfare, with questions such as what we should eat and wear. Many of us believe that our happiness depends on how successfully we satisfy those personal needs. But is it really the case that our happiness depends on that? No, I do not think so. Actually, the more self-centered we become, the less happy we become!!

Jim Morrison- A ReBeL, A PoeT, A RoCkstar!!

Jim Morrison (December 8, 1943 - July 3, 1971) was a singer, songwriter and poet. Born James Douglas Morrison in Melbourne, Florida, he was the lead singer and lyricist of the popular American rock band The Doors. He was also an author of several poetry books.
James Douglas Morrison was the son of George Stephen Morrison and his wife Clara Clark Morrison, both employed by the United States Navy. His father was a strict military officer, who served as an admiral. Jim was raised by his conservative parents but would grow to express drastically different views than those taught to him.

According to Jim Morrison the most important event of his life came in 1947 during a family trip in New Mexico. He described the event as follows:
"The first time I discovered death... me and my mother and father, and my grandmother and grandfather, were driving through the desert at dawn. A truckload of Indians had either hit another car or something- there were Indians scattered all over the highway, bleeding to death. I was just a kid, so I had to stay in the car while my father and grandfather went to check it out. I didn't see nothing- all I saw was funny red paint and people lying around, but I knew something was happening, because I could dig the vibrations of the people around me, and all of a sudden I realized that they didn't know what was happening any more than I did. That was the first time I tasted fear... and I do think, at that moment, the souls of those dead Indians- maybe one or two of them-were just running around, freaking out, and just landed in my soul, and I was like a sponge, ready to sit there and absorb it."

Morrison growing up, became a seeker, interested in exploring new avenues and new sensations, and led a bohemian lifestyle in California, attending UCLA, drifting about and sleeping on couches and rooftops, reading books voraciously. After graduating UCLA, Morrison read some poems to fellow student, Ray Manzarek and they both decided on the spot to start a rock band. To complete the band, two more members, Robbie Krieger and John Densmore joined the group. (The name The Doors came from an Aldous Huxley book, The Doors of Perception, in turn borrowed from a line of poetry by William Blake), "When the doors of perception are cleansed/ Things will appear as they are, Infinite". He developed a unique singing voice and a style of poetry leaning heavily on mysticism.

Jim Morrison took for himself the nickname "Mr. Mojo Risin'", an anagram of "Jim Morrison", and which he eventually used as a refrain in his final single, LA Woman. He was also called The Lizard King from a line in his famed epic poem Celebration of the Lizard, part of which appeared on the album Waiting for the Sun and which was adapted into a musical in the 1990s. Even before The Doors formed, Morrison began consuming a variety of drugs, drank alcohol consistently, and indulged in various bacchanalia, sometimes showing up for recording sessions while inebriated (he can be heard hiccuping on the song "Five To One.") Jim Morrison's performances have influenced many, including Patti Smith. Live shows often possessed shamanistic qualities.

Morrison moved to Paris, France in March 1971 with the intention of concentrating on his writing. Jim Morrison died in Paris, France on July 3, 1971, in his bathtub at the age of 27; many fans and biographers have speculated that the cause of death was a drug overdose, or possibly an assassination by American government authorities. Morrison remarked several times near his death that he was "number 3". Referring to himself as likely to be the third person to die mysteriously; Jimi Hendrix and Janis Joplin being the first two. The official report listed "heart attack" as the cause of death. Morrison is buried in the famous Le Père Lachaise Cemetery in eastern Paris: because his fans there are generally perceived as nuisances, leaving litter and graffiti behind them, it has been suggested that a new burial site will have to be found.

Some fans believe that Jim Morrison faked his death in order to escape the spotlight. Conspiracy theorists point out that Morrison's longtime girlfriend, Pamela Courson, initially told the press that Morrison was merely "very tired and resting in a hospital", that very few people had actually seen the corpse prior to its burial, and that Morrison,in the months prior to his 'death', had often talked jokingly with his bandmates about "splitting to Africa". Doors drummer, John Densmore, upon visiting Morrison's grave for the first time, is said to have remarked that it was too short. To some, Jim Morrison was a rebel, to others a rock-n-roll poet.